I ran my fingers up and down her soaking wet lips. She started to moan louder and move with my rhythm. I pushed two fingers into her and found her G s...ot again. It was even more pronounced and larger than it was 24 hours ago. I rubbed it in small circles again and she couldn’t manage to catch her breath. So, I slowed down to give her time to breathe.At the same time, I used my thumb to rub her clit. She started to buck her hips harder and I could feel the orgasm coming. She grabbed my wrist and. She came out naked. You know if it’s ok with you I can just get ready here and leave. You know it’s ok with me, the more time I get with you the better!Great she smiled. There’s no rush then! Her cock was so hard, inviting. Come here and sit down! I said.I got on my knees and licked her cock. What are you doing? She giggled Well I can’t let you go out with this loaded gun. Mmmmm she moaned as I sucked her into my mouth. Her hands holding the back of my head, directing my willing mouth. Omg. "I w-w-went to th-th-the d-d-desk and g-g-got the k-k-key."She seemed subdued, somehow. She was standing with her arms at her sides, almost stiffly."Why didn't you just come knock on my door?" he asked."B-b-because I was in-n-n my n-n-night g-g-gown," she said.Bob was unsettled enough that he missed the fact that if she wasn't willing to go in the hallway in her "nightgown," she surely hadn't gone down to get the key to the connecting door in it, which meant she could have knocked then. All he. I had some time before I had to go home for lunch, so I went up to my office and called Dewey. I caught him in his home office. We talked a little before I told him that I needed to talk to someone about a possible magazine and what it would take to start one up. Dewey said he would have his publishers give me a call, and perhaps we could even use his people to help put the magazine together.When that was out of the way I told him about the trip we just took in the sixty-five foot sailboat. He.